Nathan

So every morning as I drove to work I would see this guy walking.  Every day.  I rarely miss a day at work, so when I say everyday, I mean I saw this guy every day.
He had his case and his quick pace.  He was on a mission to somewhere and he was consistent in getting there.  I admire this guy.  I don't know a lick about him but anyone who walks to where they need to go and does it everyday without fail is someone who is driven.  I don't know if he is headed to work or headed to school.  It's somewhere that he is accomplishing something because it's early in the day and he has a case.
One day I decided to honk and wave.  He didn't see me or notice that I was honking at him.  It became this thing where I was determined to wave at this guy.  Finally he started looking up at the honk and must have thought I was flirting or a whack job because I started honking and waving everyday.  What can I say, I admired his commitment.
I decided to pull over one day and introduce myself.  I thought I might as well explain why I was waving, and I wanted to encourage him in his pursuit.  He said his name was Nathan, and he didn't tell me where he was walking to, but he seemed to be okay with the fact that I was waving.  He had on this groovy classic star wars shirt.  He has a bit of funky style to him, no wonder I dig him.
So months passed and I waved.  Some mornings I felt silly, wondering if he was getting tired of it and just waving to be polite, or what... but it was fun.
This last Friday was my last day of work and driving the same direction.  I prayed that God would make a way, timing wise, for me to be able to pull over and say good-bye to Nathan.  I didn't want him to think I just disappeared, like he'd care, haha.  But you know, wonder, 'what happened to that chick, anyway?'  Well God is good.  I saw him walking, as always, and coming up to a street.  I knew I could pull over and catch him.  I explained briefly, not wanting to make either of us late, that I was moving and wouldn't be driving this way anymore.  'God bless you, man, as you keep walking to wherever you're going...'  He STILL did not tell me where he was going! ha... but he did say such sweet touching words to me... he said that 'he would miss me' and that it had 'been a pleasure.'  Awww.  Thank God, cuz I felt really goofy sometimes.  But, I admired his motivation, and wanted to encourage him, even if it was just a wave.
The thing is, Nathan helped and blessed me.  Every morning, I knew if I didn't leave my house by 8 minutes after or so, I wouldn't see Nathan and miss the wave.  He helped me get to work on time.  I watched for him every time I turned onto Staniford and would be glad when I saw him come into view.  Things can't be falling apart if Nathan is still walking to his destination in the morning.    Those 5 seconds... spotting him, timing the honk, and the wave...made each morning a tad bit nicer.
It's the little things in life, it really is.  I don't know Nathan, I know hardly ANYTHING about him (but he does like star wars!)  He blessed me, and I trust I blessed him.
I am glad to have met you, Nathan... where ever you are headed!